'~ CHAPTER 11 ~'

Katz's POV

I tried to keep myself calm, as Dark, Ray, and I help Ronan back to our building the west one. One day, I'm sure we'll come up with names for the buildings, but we don't want to have the mentality of staying here. 'What am I thinking?' I talk to myself. To be honest, when I look around at this new dimension, I don't see a new world but, in a way, home. I've spent most of my teenage years here trying to find a way out (me and my brother Ray). But right now, it feels as if we just…gave up. All the buildings –east, north, and west- our group lives in, Ray, Hope, Darx, and I built. I know from the outside it may not look like much, but compared to what we started with, I'd say we came pretty far.

But enough with the past, we currently were slowly but surely heading back to said building. Darx and Ray were on either sides of Ronan, holding up one arm each, as Ronan's arms were slung around the two males. I was positioned in the back, my bow out and ready to shoot…whatever might come at us. Ronan offered his iron sword since now that he wasn't going to use it, but I refused, telling him that I was better with a bow. Luckily, nothing popped out at us throughout the trip, and we reached the west building…quicker than it felt.

"Annabel?" I call out, knocking on the door, as I do so, "Annabel, are you home?" I yell a bit louder that time. I just shrug my shoulders, opening the door myself, holding it until the three males were fully in.

"Easy; easy," my brother's strained voice says, as he and Darx slowly set Ronan down on the couch. It was like watching a slow motion movie, until Ronan got himself comfortable in the piece of furniture. Then another person came to mind…

"TrueMU?" I loudly say, walking to the bottom of the stairs and yelling it upward, "Guess they must be out or something."

"Well, they can either be at the east or north side," Darx speaks up already making his way to the semi-open door, "I'll go check my building on the north side and hope that Annabel and MinecraftUniverse are there."

~~~Line Break~~~

Darx's POV

I took my time, as I took a stroll-paced walk over to the north side, considering it was the closest building. Of course, that would be the first place someone would check, the closest one first, right? I crossed my fingers before walking up to the front door and knocked in a rhythmic way, and Annabel opens the door. 'Thank Notch…'

"Hey Darx! Whatchya doing here?"

"Looking for you," I simply shrug my shoulders, "Is MinecraftUniverse with you?"

"Yeah, he's just finishing his lunch," Annabel says in an assuring manner, "You can come on in till he's done, and we can walk back."

"That'll be nice," I nod, inviting myself in.

"Hey D, nice to see you here rather than those forests; you want me to make you something?" I hear Catalin shout from the kitchen, the sudden voice not fazing me one bit.

"No, thanks," I saw, peeking into the kitchen barely shaking my head, "I'm full."

"Ok…uh, Darx…anything interesting down at the southern territory?" she whispers to me before I could take a step out the door. I turn on my heels and walked till I was close enough to her, stuffing my hands in my pockets.

"Something shot Ronan down there. Nothing more than an arrow to the knee, but he'll recover," I whisper back in Catalin's ear. She just solemnly nods, getting back to tending to the heating-up furnaces.

"Oh, ok," I hear TrueMU say, as I stepped into the living room where BajanCanadian and Charity were also present, "I'll see you 'round, Bajan."

"Back at ya, TrueMU," Bajan briefly waves. I then walk over to the door, holding it open for Annabel and MCUniverse letting them exit first, closing the door behind me.

Third Person's POV

Bajan sighed, watching the trio leave. It almost felt like one of those times that you're slowly being pushed away from everyone. He was sure, by now, everyone was feeling, at one point, the same way as he was right now. It's been almost a week, and no progress in getting back home was being made. Bajan himself felt like he should…give up?

"So, Charity," Bajan faces her, "Does Darx always act so secretive?"

"It's hard to tell, believe it or not," she chuckles, rubbing her hands in, what looks like, a nervous way, "He's always been like that since I have met him. But…we all have our secrets…don't we?"

Darx's POV

"Why'd you guys leave?" I ask, facing Annabel once we were a ways from the house.

"Well, TrueMU wanted to see Bajan and Jerome over here, so I took him here. You guys still weren't awake after we a while, so we just…went?" Annabel nervously smiles at me.

"Ok, as long as you two were being careful," I sigh, continuing our journey back to the west building, "Sometimes I feel as if the day times are worst then the nights."

"Guys! Wait up!" a feminine voice yells from behind. We three turn around about the same time to see Charity sprinting towards us, panting heavily once she reached us, "C-ca…can I come with you?"

"Sure, Charity, you can," Annabel laughs at her breathless friend.

"Darx, all these Minecraftians, from like the north, the east, and the west," I turn to MinecraftUniverse curious to where he was going with this, "How'd you guys…survive living here, as one might say. Is there something I'm missing?"

"You know, TrueMU," I finally say after a few moments of thought, "I actually have no idea how we survived this…twisted dimension. One can say we miraculously do."

~~~Back in the Overworld…~~~

Third Person's POV

"Stay there," Skar growls at Husky, Seto, and SSundee, pointing them to a corner in Seto's basement. Skar then nods at Lavalox, who began placing iron bars around the corner making a cage for the three, terrified Minecraftians, "Now…let's see what you've been brewing up, sorcerer." Skar mutters, taking a glance at the signs in front of each cabinet that pretty much surrounded the room. Healing potions…swiftness potions of different degrees…strength potions 'might need that' Skar thinks taking four down and tossing one to each of his followers. Each red-eyed follower caught the bottles, before standing back in alert positions.

"Wh-what exactly a-are you looking f-for?" Seto nervously asks, cautiously tip-toeing to the bars warily eyeing BONJerome and BajanNethernian, who stood on either side of the make-shift cage.

"Oh nothing in particular," Skar sings sill scanning Seto's potion cabinets. Skar briefly hummed in a curious and evil way, his eyes landing on one labeled 'in progress potions'. He opened one side at a time, taking in what was now made available to him. Even though Skar was and still is the head of Herobrine's army, he still was considered an organized commander. Unlike some of his recruits, who wouldn't really care how things got done, as long as they got done. With that being set aside, Skar started from the top on the left. The first mystery potion was labeled 'TNT potion'.

"A TNT potion, huh?" Skar raises an eye brow with a disturbing expression on his face, as he lightly tosses the potion up and down with one hand.

"B-b-be careful! All those potion aren't ready for testing!" Seto pleads, gripping onto the bars tighter, as if that would somehow help his case.

"Hey, TrueMU, think fast," Skar smirks throwing the potion bottle with much force at said spaceman. Netherverse only muttered a 'what' before the potion exploded a good chunk of the wall on (Skar's POV) the bottom right side of the basement, sending TrueNU flying for a few seconds. TrueNU shortly reached the opposite side of where the energy had blasted him, as he shook a mixture of wood chips, dirt, and cobblestone pebbles off of him, "How much damage, TrueNU?"

"Damn, got me down to a heart and a half…can you do that again?"

"No, you idiot! I don't want to kill you just yet," Skar yells at him, letting out a deep breath afterwards. He then walked over to the damaged part of the house, bending down on one knee, examining the damage done.

"Damages to heart and a half…blows up at least four by four blocks," Skar documents in his mind, as his hand lingers the corner of a broken part of the wall, "Seto, I want more of these, and a lot of them."

"There's no way in the Nether I'm doing that!" was Seto's courageous response, but that only made Skar smirk.

"You will do as I say, or your fishy friend here gets to meet his friends in fish tank in the sky," Skar threatens his now glowing red eyes never leaving Husky. Seto then turned to Husky, whose face held a deeply worried expression. It was either save Husky's life or the rest of Minecraftia's. Seto bit his inner cheeks, knowing that he was going to regret his decision…as he grabbed Husky's left upper arm.

~~~West Side~~~

Charity's POV

"Good to see you're fine, Ronan," I watch Annabel comfortingly rub Ronan's shoulder, giving it a light pat right after. I was leaning on a wall near the top of the stairs with crossed arms just watching whatever fate has them to do. Darx and Ray were currently setting and cleaning up all the bedrooms up here on the second floor, since it was about the afternoon already. Annabel and Katz are relaxing downstairs with Ronan, who apparently I heard, had been sitting there since he got back from their little 'trip' to the outside world. 'Maybe I should get a few assistants for DJ' I thought 'If I can't get BajanCanadian then I'll get someone else'.

"Hey Katz," I call, taking my time down the stairs, "Can you come with me to get some food for the north side? Kittens and I noticed earlier that we were low on the meat content."

"Didn't Catalin stock up on that like two-three days ago?" I gave Katz a 'look', and she rolled her eyes at me, "Ok." She waves her arms saying 'whatever', "So, what are we doing?" Katz questions after we were ear and eye shot from the house, or anywhere really; just how I wanted it.

"I figured that I'll walk while you sleep."

"Wha-" Whack! And Katz was down her body now lifeless, but not for long.

"Don't worry, Ray," I whispered to myself, "She'll be back."

~~~Nether~~~

Deadlox's POV

"You know pacing is not going to help, Deadlox," DJ speaks up from her 'seat' across the room.

"The Nether you'd know that?" I spat back, "Why am I being kept here? There must be some purpose."

"That's for me to know," she pauses, taking her bow and shooting down a blaze in one shot, "And not you." With that the iron door creaked, gaining DJ's and my attention, "Welcome back, Charity."

"Thanks, brought a friend with me," Charity grunts tossing down a body near where DJ sat at, making my eyes grow wide.

"K-Katz…you killed her?!" I yell through the bars, forcefully shaking it for a second or two.

"Of course I didn't," Charity scoffs, looking and waltzing towards me, "I don't have that power…yet." DJ took a glance down at the unconscious Minecraftian, smiling once she looked up, and Charity turned around and smiled back. 'What the Nether is going on?'

"Oh, by the way, DJ, it should be any second now," Charity slyly says, heading to a pillar of Netherrack and leaning on it just like how DJ was before Charity invited herself in.

"What's happening any second now?" The answer to my question then appeared before my eyes. Katz's eyes fluttered and she shook her head slowly sitting up.

"Katz…you're awake! Run now!"

"Why would I run, Deadlox?" Katz smirks…and her eyes glow bright red.

"Oh no…"

A/N: AND there it is, another addition to the dark side. Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! I really hope all of the OC owners like their spots in the story 'cuz for some reason I feel that some people aren't. Like I have noticed that Katz, Ray, Ronan, Darx, Kittens, and Aver haven't been making many appearances, and I honestly feel bad about it - not being able to make every OCs position as great as the next. And for that I feel the need to apologize, but this is my first time coping with this many OCs and I'm slowly getting used to it, having to remember all of them. Anyway, guys, thanks for reading and I'll see you in the next chapter!

Ps. For those who don't know, I now have a MC account: 'HenderschmidtMC' ! I'm off to pratice at 'One in the Chamber' and 'Splegg' on the hive, maybe you find me. ;)

~Henderschmidt11